The Flaming Saddles

So this is where the boys hang! I pass this place frequently and on any day of the week, it always looks so fun inside. I guess I am a sucker for bright colors, bright lights and loud music. So of course I was like a humming bird to a red flower, I wanted to go there. If you are strolling along Ninth Avenue, you can not miss The Flaming Saddles with its bright, energetic, and friendly vibe. I took my bestie there because she is wacky and cool like me.

I had my regular Goose & Soda, but a man to the right of us ordered some drink that looked so creamy, like a White Russian and yum and the bottle looked cool. I’m all about the packaging. So, I asked the bartender and I immediately said yes to trying a shot of it. He suggested mixing it with Fireball Whiskey because it taste like “Cinnamon Toast Crunch”. I didn’t say no to that. We ended up getting a shot, one with Fireball and one without. The one without the Fireball was good, creamy and with some vodka I think it would taste like a White Russian. The “Cinnamon Toast Crunch” shot was delicious, Pumpkin Spice Latte who? I can’t even remember the last time I had the cereal, wooohooo can I have this shot for breakfast… everyday?!

Here’s a cool picture of the shots with the bright lights.

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See how creamy and milky it looks. Thanks to Google, I found it. The creamy liqueur is called Rum Chata.

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The Flaming Saddles is like a Coyote Ugly Saloon, but for the boys (although all crowds are welcome). They had a country/cowboy vibe going with the boots and country music. Florida Georgia Line concert at Terminal 5… pshttt. The bartenders would climb on the bar and do a dance every now and then individually and sometimes all three would go up and dance across the bar.

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I guess the rainbow outside wasn’t enough so there were glimpses of rainbow everywhere you looked in the bar. Do you see the rainbow Stoli word on the bar mat? In the picture above behind the bartender was a displayed rainbow of flavors of Absolute Vodka.

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The sign reads, (STRAIGHT WOMEN) NO WOOHOOing. Ha, of course some lady woohooed after the boys did their little dance. I said to the bartender, “I think I heard some lady woohooing.” He said, “It’s okay we strictly enforce it on the weekends.” I responded with a quizzical look, “Really?” “Yeah, we get these bachelorette parties on the weekends and they are really annoying.” Hahah, I ended that conversation with, “ugh yayhhh, that is annoying.”

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Bathroom Head anyone?

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Some rainbow again.

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I wanted to take more pictures but I didn’t want to seem like the tourist who was new to town and have never been to a saloon (a boy saloon). Yeah I was sneaky and took all these nice pics for ya! Hence, the boots pictures… as I’m writing this I’m thinking, hmmm how creepy of me.

The boys were nice, friendly and playful. All three bartenders displayed their unique characteristics. Our bartender was an older, grayish haired, George Clooney, ring leader type. One was fit with a cute innocent girly flare to him. Third, of course he was the funny outgoing guy who was playful, flirty and hairy! The experience was kind of refreshing and strangely comfortable. My boyfriend though would’ve freak out – he freaks out just walking by the place and looks the other way. It’s hilarious like a kid whose afraid of monsters under his bed.

The place wasn’t crowded when we first got there, but it started to fill up. I guess it was early or maybe because it was a weekday, but it was still a happening place. It was spacious, but for some reason this guy kept going over me and almost knocked me over a few times just to get a drink. I am true New Yorker so no one ambushes me and walk away, so I punched him.

Ha J-K. Justtt kidding Friends! Whatever, I let Mr. Stripes slide because I know Mr. Stripes was all nervous and ga ga over Mr. Clooney. So he was afraid to talk to our bartender – I was going to muddle in to help the process along and tell Mr. Clooney that some dudeee… but nahhh. OH, what fun!?

Where did U go last night?

The Flaming Saddles

793 9th Ave
New York, NY10019
(212) 713-0481

In Hell’s Kitchen


AOA Bar & Grill

Monday Night Football! Whooo, not! Ha so I tagged along to “watch” football at AOA Bar & Grill in Tribeca. I am not a sports fanatic, but I have probably been to more sports bar in the NYC area than most sports fanatics. For some reason AOA is not the type of place I think of when I hear the words sports bar.

Here’s a picture… do you know what I mean?

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Yes, it is a spacious restaurant with high ceilings and you definitely don’t feel crowded by anyone at all. There are a good amount of TVs in the restaurant but I think they are all a bit too far to see anything. Well good thing I wasn’t there to watch the game huh. Unless you sat by the bar where I was (hey being close to all of that liquor – I didn’t mind) it was a perfect seat to watch whatever your sports heart desires. I should’ve taken pictures with the two TV screens there but hey doesn’t the bar looks cool with all that liquor (and that design and lights).

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Speaking of the bar, I thought it was pretty neat that the bar ran from the entrance of the restaurant to the end of the restaurant on the left side of the room (you can see it a bit in the first picture). As for crowd, it seemed like folks from around the neighborhood. I’d say expect a more mature and business crowd than most sports bar (not too many screaming patrons). In fact it was pretty quiet, expect from my corner of the bar.

I ate dinner before the game because I didn’t want to eat game snacks (believe it or not but I am a conscious eater – I swear). They boys ordered guacamole and wings. I had to sample each of course so I could blog about it! Kind of wished the boys ordered more food so I could have sample more dishes.

The guacamole was too citrus-y, mushy, and cumin-y. I am a guacamole lover, so yes I am a bit picky when it comes to guac. I love colors so the chips looked fun, however the taste was not. It tasted a bit stale to me.

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Ah right and for those of you who are into this whole cider beer madness, they have Angry Orchid.

I sampled the Korean BBQ chicken wings. MMM! They were good, crispy and BBQ-y anddd we didn’t have to tell them to make it extra crispy. Its finger lickin’ good (sorry KFC).


Goose and soda (seee conscious) and water – gotta keep hydrated.

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Ahhh, so that’s what AOA stands for? Not that I was wondering – just thought it was weird A-O-A.

Where did U go last night?

AOA Bar & Grill

35 Ave of the Americas
New York, NY 10013

212 – 925 – 1600

In Tribeca